The Highway
By Stephanie Kjaerbaek
Her mind stirred up old routes.
Tall trees embrace clear skies;
While the stars hypnotize.
The dream drowned in a lake.
He told her softly,
“Release me from my pride;
Take me for another ride.”
She held her thumb up,
As she scanned the horizon,
And the abandoned highway.
Free ride doomed him at sunset;
She stood out in morning light
With her dark look and light eyes.